With a kiss of a rose, two worlds become one
With a switch of a blade, two lives are ruined
With a burst of flame, a family is broken
Revolution and death draw near
Battle rages on, death fills the land
With a blinding flash and sacrifice of two lovers
Light spreads across the land
Two worlds become one
Two people to one
And with the kiss of a rose the purest love of the universe is lost
An age old prophecy of the Daichi people,
one never talked on, for it brought false hope to the slaves. A false hope
of
freedom. An old prophecy wished by all to come true, but all knowing
the impossibility of it all. Hope fades fast among the
older Daichi, but hope is born into the next generation. A generation
who wants better, who wants more in life than to serve. A
generation who wants the freedom and future of the next generation
to come, in tact, no matter the costs.
Kiss of a Rose
The young slave was shoved forcefully
through the slave passageway by a green haired, purple eyed siren. Her
face
was graced with a scowl as she pushed the unwilling young man down
the dimly lit corridor.
“Vandarin,
stop being so stubborn! If you don’t hurry up you’ll be having a date with
the lash instead of a shy girl!” She
huffed in annoyance.
“A date with the whip sounds better than fucking some bitch,” Vandarin spat back.
The
woman rolled her eyes. “You’re just nervous; happens to everyone their
first time. Hell, I was scared shitless my
first time. Don’t worry you’ll do fine. Besides this is her first time
too, she won’t know what to expect.”
“Is that supposed to reassure me?” His glares steadily becoming daggers.
Ignoring
the boy, she pulled him to a stop in front of a door with the markings
¢ç€? Œ¥¥ Œ
written across the top.
“Here
we are, Van,” she pushed open the door and shoved him in. “Have fuuun,”
she said in a sing-song voice before
pulling the door shut. Her grin left as she her back the way she had
come.
I
didn’t want this for him; didn’t want him to be brought into this life,
my life. I thought for sure he’d be a laborer. But
this…I don’t think he’s ready for the emotional scars this position
comes
with. The scars I wear deep within…
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Vandarin
cursed quietly as the door was pulled closed. “Damn you, Marika,” he whispered.
He looked around, taking in
the atmosphere of the sitting room.
Plush
satin chairs and couches occupied the center of the room, and around the
fire place. The fire crackled quietly, the
fire beginning to die down .A chain hung from the ceiling held pale
florescent lights in a circular pattern. The ornate curtains
were drawn over the picture windows, effectively blocking the light
from of the moon.
Vandarin crossed his arms in a nervous manner, switching his weight between feet.
A door on the other side of the room quietly opened. Vandarin tensed, blood racing, adrenalin pumping…
The
youngest daughter of Adrian Razvan entered the sitting room. She was not
tall, yet not short either. Her pale green
hair fell to her back, no real style to it. Pale blue eyes full of
light quickly turned to fear as she saw him.
Vandarin
tired his best to stand erect, yet relaxed, keeping his face passive with
a hint of boredom gleaming in his eyes
He locked eyes with her and sent a mental message of strength and dominance,
such that said he was in control of the room
and everything in it, including her.
A small, shy smile pulled on her lips as she naively missed the message within his eyes. “H-hi.”
Vandarin
bowed elaborately and recited the practiced speech taught to him by Marika.
“Greetings, Miss Izabelle. I am
Vandarin, your…entertainment for the night.” The word made his stomach
turn. Entertainment indeed.
Izabelle paled at the word ‘entertainment’.
“Well,
um hello, Vandarin, Um…”She let out an exasperated breath. “Look, this
is my first time. I’m nervous and don’t
know what I’m suppose to do; and I know I’m not supposed to tell you
this and I don’t know why I am. I guess-“
“It’s my first time too,” he interrupted her rambling.
“It….It is?” Vandarin nodded. “Are you…nervous?” she asked meekly.
“Extremely
so,” he sighed. Izabelle smiled, both physically relaxed.
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A/N: So? What’d you think of it so far? I’ve got a lot of ideas for
this but I need things to fill in the holes. If you have any ideas
please share! And a big thanks to Aijin for beta reading and helping
with the title and summary! Well, enough of that, go
review! Thankie ^_^V
Vindali